Beg n’ crawl

Cinnamon curls and ginger skin
Look what a mess I am in

Hey

Searching his manhood with my hand
He is so young in my command

And he smells like love
(Smells like love)

Oh Oh Oh

I don't trust it a bit

He tastes like love
(Tastes like love)

I don't believe it

Oh Oh Oh

Mhm, hey

And then his color is aqua-blue
(Color)

So when I'm with I speak the truth
He plays the delicate strings

And my woman crumbles when he sings
'Cause

He sounds like love
(Sounds like love)

He feels like love
(Feels like love)

I don't believe it